Giving away

It was very funny that immediately after I put these sneakers out to give away (as the note said- they just didn't fit right:-(), there was a sneaker swap and clothing exchange at the Markthalle in my neighborhood. Berlin is a pretty cool place.
As is usual for things we put outside, they disappeared.
The clothes on the left went to recycling, the ones on the right (childrens') to donation.

Beautifying the balcony

All these clothes to recycling. My shoes,
 German's socks, T1's shoes, 8 shirts and t-shirts:
all to the Orange bin for recycling

These were planted and beautified the balcony. The plastic went to Grünepunkt.

What the flowers looked like after being planted. 

(Showing one of two hangers.)

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Tidying Up

Sometimes decluttering is not just about discarding things: sometimes, it means organizing them. The girls' hair ornaments are a constant struggle. Today, I made a small dent.


I started with everything here, and what remains is this one, organized, group. Everything else was discarded as either broken, unnecessary, or causing damage to the childrens' hair.

Getting ready for tax season

More papers to recycling

Strangely, when I start looking for paper to put the taxes together, I always find an awful lot that can be recycled.

Paper to recycling

A bit of this and a bit of that.

 A bit of this and a bit of that. T2 constructed a tower and we took a photo before it "went away".









A bit of electronic debris to the Orange Bin.




And some worn out clothes to the Orange Bin as well.

Schulranzen

Ouch. This expensive item went to the Recyclinghof (where I hope someone rescued it and can repair it).

A schoolmate of T1's "tried it out" and carried it by the handle, which is strictly verboten and voids the warranty. I was pretty angry, because we started every day reminding her that the bag is not carryable by the handle, she never did so, and the "friend" who carried it "for her" wanted one herself (and wound up getting one a few weeks later).

She never apologized properly and the girls have not been friends since: a sad result.

And then we had to purchase exactly the same thing again, because T1's school books are so incredibly heavy that she must use a rolling bag and the cheaper ones barely last a few weeks.

Sigh.